Chapter 415

Yamamoto’s side has been staring at it, and now it’s already a dagger in the eye, whether it succeeds or not depends on this hand.

This Mrs. Su is a very busy person. She must hold a tea party every day, pulling a group of rich people’s wives and young ladies to donate money and goods, one day a week is always in the newspaper, but also with photos, either to take pictures of her or to take pictures of charitable donations, and sometimes there is no donations, she wrote a list, and then held up the list for a photo, saying that these are the people who want to donate money, forcing donations to the means to make the rich people chilled.

And she would call the Suzuki family and send a handwritten letter now and then, elegantly – no gift, no gift at all.

Her husband looked at her like she was the apple of his eye, and whenever Mrs. Su went out there was a car in front of and behind her, full of big soldiers with wooden barns.

So it was especially easy to keep an eye on her. Whenever you saw a caravan of cars going out, it must be Mrs. Su’s car.

Now Mrs. Su hadn’t been seen for days, and there were no pictures in the papers – but there were still articles touting her.

Yamamoto felt that their plan should have succeeded, that is, it had not yet been discovered.

He immediately instructs Saburo Suzuki to try and find out.

When Suzuki Saburo hears this news, his first thought is not that Zhu Yuyan has been arrested.

–He suspected that Zhu Yuyan had run away!

It’s normal for people with money and power to run away, there are people trying to run away almost every day in this city, and his family’s boat doesn’t bring 10 or 8 stowaways every month.

Although he had always thought that Zhu Yuyan and Su Chunjun were a couple with some brain problems, but now that they had run away, he was immediately convinced.

–Sure enough, people still cherish life.

And since Zhu Yuyan, a woman who was not afraid of death, had run away, it meant that the situation was already critical!

Suzuki Saburo’s side respectfully came out from Yamamoto’s house, returned to his own home as if nothing had happened, teased his son, let Suzuki Yoshiko cook another dinner with her own hands, and the husband and wife even made out for the night.

Towards the next morning, Suzuki Saburo tenderly said to Suzuki Yoshiko, “Yesterday, Mr. Yamamoto asked you if you have seen Yan Ji recently, and he is very concerned about Yan Ji’s situation, I think, you should bring your child to meet Yan Ji today, Yan Ji should not have seen our child yet.”

Suzuki Yoshiko though listened to her heart slurring – why is Mr. Yamamoto also so concerned about Zhu Yuyan, this Chinese woman?

She just couldn’t figure it out!

It was too infuriating that her husband was also so concerned about this Chinese woman!

But out of the cultivation of a virtuous woman, she still agreed immediately and made a snack with her own hands, took her son with her and set off for the Su residence.

Before she left the house, Suzuki Saburo wrote a few letters, sent out all the servants in the house to deliver the letters, quietly changed himself into a Chinese tunic, carried an old suitcase full of dollars, carried a handmade wooden hamper in his arms, and slipped out through the back door.

He spoke good Chinese and called a yellow cab in the local dialect, and went straight to the pier.

When he arrived at the pier, he took off his long shirt, which was a Japanese ronin’s kimono, and speaking fluent Japanese, he used his Japanese Good Citizen’s card to pass through the Japanese blockade and find the American ship. After getting on board, he found the captain of the ship, and used the box of US dollars and the document issued by the US ambassador proving his American identity to buy the captain’s favor to start the ship at once.

An hour later, the ship whimpered and sailed away from the harbor.

Meanwhile, Suzuki Yoshiko was stopped by Su Chunjun in the foyer of the Su residence.

Suzuki Yoshiko had been here a few times, but she had never met Su Chunjun, and Zhu Yuyan had always entertained her personally.

Zhu Yuyan’s fluent Japanese had never given her any communication problems, but today, Zhu Yuyan’s Chinese husband (and tutor), Su Chunjun, said to her in pure Chinese, “I don’t understand what you’re saying, I don’t understand, NO.”

Yoshiko Suzuki’s Chinese is basically incomprehensible. She did learn it, because Suzuki Saburo knew Chinese, and she had deliberately learned it at that time in order to express her love and prove her worth and intelligence.

However, ever since she dated Zhu Yuyan, her Chinese had deteriorated at the speed of light.

It can’t be helped, Yan Ji can speak Japanese.

With Yan Ji around, she didn’t have to worry about socializing at all.

She relied on Yan Ji to open up her circle of friends in China, and when Yan Ji was around, it was like she had an interpreter with her, who would translate what the Chinese said to her, and also translate what she said to the Chinese.

Over time, Suzuki Yoshiko habit, she is a Japanese woman’s arrogance also began to attack, since she thought she did not need to condescend to the noble pro-self to talk to the Chinese.

Because Yanji could translate.

Because the Chinese who later socialized with her would also learn Japanese.

Because …… just doesn’t matter if she can’t speak Chinese, she’s never been unable to socialize with Chinese people because she can’t speak Chinese.

It was always the Chinese who were eager to socialize with her.

So now she can’t understand what Su Chunjun is saying at all.

She could understand that he was saying “no”.

But why not? She had come to see Yan Ji on Mr. Yamamoto’s orders, and Yan Ji had not only failed to receive her, but had also refused to see her!

Suzuki Yoshiko, who had never been rejected by Yanji before, could not accept such a difference in treatment.

However, in her sense of male supremacy, she could not oppose Su Chunjun, and especially could not rebel against Su Chunjun’s wifely power over his wife, which was against her instincts.

She reflexively kept nodding her head, nodding her head as she was torn, while mentally scolding Yan Ji for not coming out.

After an hour of talking to her, Su Chunjun finally sent the Japanese woman, who kept nodding but refused to leave and kept looking up the stairs, out the door.

The reason Suzuki Yoshiko had to leave and couldn’t hold out any longer was that her hair had gotten a little messed up during the hour-long standoff.

Unkempt appearance was simply horrible, and when Su Chunjun kindly indicated whether she needed to use a mirror first, the elegant Japanese woman instantly excused herself.

Watching this Japanese lady leave in her car, Su Chunjun went back and then complained to Zhu Yuyan, “She’s too much trouble.”

After personally entertaining Suzuki Yoshiko, Su Chunjun understood how difficult this Japanese woman was to deal with. You can notice that she is not very smart, but at the same time her character is very difficult to deal with, which combined is double trouble.

Zhu Yuyan, who had been eavesdropping upstairs just now, smiled and brought him a cup of tea, “I was really afraid that you’d slip up and say a Japanese word out of your mouth just now.”

Su Chunjun finished the tea in one gulp, moisturized his thirsty throat and said, “I’m also afraid, so I kept my mouth closed and shook my head, and only said NO.”

Since it is “in custody” state, of course, can not see guests. Zhu Yuyan was happy to take a break, so she left Suzuki Jiazi to Su Chunjun.

She had been compiling a lot of information in the past few days, but not all of it could be used, it needed to be sifted, and some of it needed to be revised.

Su Chunjun suspected that she blurted out “bombing Pearl Harbor” because she only knew about Pearl Harbor in the United States.

Zhu Yuyan: “……”

Mr. Su: “Try to give an example: name three American ports.”

Zhu Yuyan: “…… Asia, Alexandria harbor?” There is this harbor, right?

Mr. Su sighed.

However, he didn’t think it was her fault. Because he and Teacher Dai really didn’t teach her about geography.

And so, in order to make the intelligence more accurate and not make low-level mistakes, so lately, the two of them’s bedroom activities, aside from making up false intelligence, were just catching up on their lessons.

Zhu Yuyan: “……”

Closing the door and not knowing the sun and moon was quite emotional.

Because the husband and wife were always behind closed doors, the entire house thought they were having relationship problems.

There was a part of the house that speculated that the two were making a child.

It was Zhao Shuli who felt that it wasn’t impossible to make a child now.

After all, the fact that the two had never had any children was indeed quite suspicious, very much like a fake couple, and having a child would also clear up some of the suspicions.

So Zhao Shuli quietly told Su Chunjun to stop using condoms.

Su Chunjun told Zhao Shuli that he could use condoms for a longer period of time.

Zhao Shuli understood.

In order to leave time for Su and his wife to spend together so that the child could be born soon, Zhao Shuli had been very diligent in taking on a lot of work recently. Su Chunjun was also happy to let go of some of the labor work, and the Gu** intelligence agents left behind in the Su Residence were also quick to pass out the information, so the distant Chiang dignitary was also happy to see the results of Zhao Shuli’s efforts.

All were happy.

During the evening meal, Zhao Shuli first went to greet the few censors still living here and was concerned about how they were doing today before coming down to eat with the Su couple.

Su Chunjun asked, “Are they still used to it?”

Zhao Shuli: “Quite used to it. They took down the curtains and made a curtain to cover the toilet, it was the two women who said that someone would sneak up on them at night while they were sleeping and asked to come out.”

Su Chunjun: “Then how did you arrange it?”

Zhao Shuli: “I gave them rope and just now had them tie up all the men’s hands so that no one would sneak up on them at night.”

Su Chunjun smiled and nodded, “Very well handled.”

Halfway through the meal, the intelligence agent monitoring the Suzuki family came over to deliver information to Zhao Shuli.

Dong Shichang was also living in the Su residence now, which was of course out of Mr. Su’s good intentions, in order to protect Mr. Dong’s safety.

So the Intelligence Department basically worked here as well.

Zhao Shuli put down his bowl and picked up the intelligence and glanced at it, then handed it back to Su Chunjun with his backhand, saying, “Suzuki Saburo has escaped.”

Su Chunjun also put down his bowl, “What? He ran away? Why?”

The intelligence was very clear, a man in a Chinese long shirt ran out the back door of Suzuki’s house.

Su Chunjun: “……”

I have to say, it’s very thoughtful that Suzuki Saburo can still cross-dress. But a Chinese man, sneaking out of the back door of a Japanese home – that’s even more abnormal, right?

Su Chunjun: “This is the end of the Suzuki family.” He asked Zhu Yuyan, “That Suzuki Yoshiko should come back to you, right?”

Zhu Yuyan shook her head, she knew Suzuki Yoshiko, “She won’t come. She only comes to me when she wants to show off, but never when she’s down and out. Now that her husband has run away in such a big deal, she should not say anything to anyone and will pretend that everything is as usual and nothing has happened.”

Indeed.

After a few days of surveillance, Su Chunjun realized that, just as Zhu Yuyan had said, Suzuki Jiazi went out every day as usual, met with her friends as usual, and cooked for her husband every day.

Of course, she said that her husband was sick and was on bed rest.

Su Chunjun: “Did it say what kind of illness Suzuki Saburo was having?”

Zhao Shuli said with complexity, “It is said to be …… leprosy.”